Collins, Dominic. Personal Logs

[Michael_Danlin]

Personal Military Logs of:
LIEUTENANT JUNIOR GRADE
DOMINIC COLLINS
NAVAL SPECIAL WARFARE COMMAND (NAVSPECWARCOM)
UNITED NATIONS SPACE COMMAND DEFENSE FORCE

[Recording Start]
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[File Corrupted. Salvage Operations in effect]

[Recording Start]
"As of this recording it is the 15th of June 2542, 1434 hours.
Things have gone to hell. We can never win this war, we're gonna be wiped out like rats running for cover. The Covenant, those bastards were this close to ending me. I saw them murder... So many. We barely got out of there, and by breaking the Cole Protocol. They'll slaughter us all... I'm not subjecting myself to another front seat.
*Sounds of heavy breathing, and a sniff*
I-I'm going to request a transfer out of the line of fire. Make these damn operations instead of going on them... I don't know how else I'm going to help... I can't ever go out there again.
*Light sobbing for several moments*
End the Recording"
[End of Recording]

[Recording Start]
"As of this recording it is the 5th of November 2544, 0200 hours.
So... Where to begin huh? Well, It's been a while. I haven't made an entry in two years. And a lot of the stuff from before that got corrupted in the transfer to the new device.
So I got a call from Buckins. ODST I used to know, was in the crucible of fire with him. He was put on this new assignment, leading a bunch of ODSTs into the shit for ONI. Asked if I wanted in as an advisor. At first I was pretty hesitant. I didn't really want to go back out into the line of fire, even if it was gonna be behind a desk. But then, he let me know what was going on. Why this was so important... Who it was important to. I didn't have a choice at that point, I new I had to help.
I just got here, a little later than most of the recruits. Been involved with bring more in too, straight of the fucking bat. And I'm really happy to be here. To be... Me again. I better go get settled, Signing off."
[End of Recording]

[Start of Recording]
"As of this recording it is the 25th of January 2545, 2115 hours.
This is becoming a challenge. We've been on the trail for the last few months, just trying to find out how these bastards are smuggling this shit. Seems they've been using fucking Military cargo haulers. Gotta say... That takes balls, someone on their side is one smart mother fucker.
We know where they're headed now though. Actium. Fuckers are hoping to use the planets current status and slip on through. Well not on our fucking watch... Feels good to be this invested in something. And I'll be groundside for the capture, Buckins thinks it's good for me to at least see how it goes. The guy... He looks out for me.
Gonna go for the big freeze while we make our way there. So I'll be sure to make another entry when I can. Seeya, Signing off."
[End of Recording]

Start of Recording
"As of this Recording, it is the 4th of May 2545, 2356 hours.
We got 'em. Minimal casualties & no deaths on our side or for the targets. We've taken 'em back to the BCI HQ in the capital, processing the Innies & giving the grunts some well earned R&R. Buckins was right. Being out there was the right call, but hopefully I won't need to be again. Just got to get the information from Pike, take back the URF 'Severence' and we'll all be back with Commendations in our records.
About time this was all over. While I've enjoyed this... I'm still not cut out for the Soldiering profession anymore. Behind the curtain is all that's left for me sadly.
Signing off"
End of Recording

[Michael_Danlin]

13/08/2016: New Log.